If there was just one day a year that I could spend making cucumber sandwiches and stuffing them into picnic baskets laden with cheese and white wines in anticipation of getting away to a cottage in the countryside, you can bet your sweet ethereal internet ass that I would look forward to it and love it. I don’t care how girly that makes me. By Zeus, that would be an amazing excursion! Heh. I’ve always wanted to have a picnic. It’s something I’ve obsessed about for many years. Every time I’ve tried to have a picnic, it has been thwarted by rain or pesky summer vermin. Feh! Stupid annoying bugs. >=\~

I don’t dream about my perfect wedding. Rather, I dream about stuffing my face with cucumber sandwiches and washing that down with French wine on a blanket atop a grassy hill in the middle of nowhere in particular. I want to watch the sun set while lying in the grass, tummy full of cucumber sandwich goodness, and talk directly into my partner’s face with my cucumber cheese wine breath.

That, my friends, is what dreams are made of and by Zeus, I will make this a reality. And as I bring my fate to her knees, I’d imagine that I would wear something very much like what you see before you. =P

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